Joey
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leonid wrote on Apr 7 th, 2018 at 6:03am: Quote:...and I’m far from bored.
...The Stones are cranked LOUD.
...and I’m drunk out of my gourd.
-- Maxlugar 11/22/02.
Thanks.
My Stonesilicious kin, The Drive has externalized. It took control of me the way that guy in altered States was taken over as he walked down the hall smashing himself against the wall. I’d be normal then I’d have Stones Tongue logos all over me. Only I was bashing myself against the way when I looked normal.
YES!
Friends, The Stones are my life. Without them I look like a bag of fall leaves at the curb. But the bag has opened and most of the leaves have blown away. A floppy, limp, sad excuse for a man. The sound track to my life would be gone. I’d be left a pathetic loser unable to keep any semblance of a commitment to myself. Thank God it hasn’t happened yet.
ROCK IT!
Fuckers, I’ve been playing quite a bitski of out little band tonight. It’s Only Rock and Roll was first up. If anyone ever tells me again that the Ronnie Wood Stones were more filthy than the Mick Taylor era stones Ima gonna hava point them to Dance Little Sister. Holy friggin’ moly does that one cook cook the cook cook! FILTHY SOLO!! Micky T., Maxy loves you.
Oh my God, Poem alter…GO!
Mick taylor, why? By Maxlugar.
Maxy low Maxy High Look at Maxy in the sky Mick T He don’t see me. He left the Stones A fool was he.
Thanks.
Anyway, the St. Pauli Girls left over from last weekends baby shower are going down like Brianna Banks on Jenna Jameson’s labia. Mmmmmmm smooth.
Shit guys, the music is all encompassing! The Subterranean Tavern and Casa De Maxy is more Mudd Club than basement at this point. It is a cruel God that lets us do this but two days out of seven. My oh why do NONE of you live on my block? Just give me one Nanky or Sir Stonesy or AZQB and I’d go to church every day Lord. Even Scope, who lives about 15 minutes away doesn’t come rock with me. I’ve made enemies, I know. But I will put it right I swear!
FYI, Mick Jagger is a cave man unfrozen in 1961 for our benefit. His primal howl makes the little hairs on my shoulders tingle. Friggin’ hell, listen to those “Ow”’s during the break on Midnight Rambler off Brussels for God sakes! If that, and the crowds response, do not get your blood fizzing than you are a freak! You fucking freak! FIZZLE DAMN IT!!!
I’d just like to say, as this year crawls to a close, that I’ve never been more happy with this current crew of Posters and web masters in my entire online life. What a bunch. Even the people who hate me I’ve enjoyed debating stuff with. I may be a republican but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a big heart. I love you guys. I was thinking the other day as I was walking through Times Square that even when we are surrounded by shit loads of people all the time that we can sometimes feel so alone. I have never felt so at home with a bunch of people in my entire life. I’m pretty sure you people feel more a gang to me than my gang back in my teens. You guys get it. You REALLY get it!! FUCK YEAH ! Rock my ever lovin’ ass off. Ronnie!!! Ya know, that kind of thing.
Friends if you get a chance this weekend, just play It’s Only Rock and Roll off Love You Live real loud. This is the stuff off legend. The last minute or say lifts little. Lithe Maxy off the ground and caresses his thin, worn out end of the week soul.
Until...
I’m a whole again...
So you sick fuckers.
Remember:
On Friday Nights all you are truly obligated to do is Sit, Sip and Salivate.
Sit, Sip and Salivate. Maxy? Salivate to what?
Salivate to the great music and greatest band that was ever put on this miserable fucking orb.
The Rolling Stones.
Good night everybody.
Maxlugar ************ Lugar .... ?! ......... THE MAXLUGAR .. ?! . !!!!!!! : ![... ...](https://public-media.smithsonianmag.com/filer/c9/00/c9006d5a-854c-4d68-91d3-d6e4c8195695/acoustic_kitty.jpg) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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